2. The rolling purple light, half hidden behind the poplar road, casts colorful light on the waking earth. Gradually, the dazzling clouds were parted, the sun appeared like a fireball, and the red light like fire poured down on trees, plains, oceans and the whole earth. (Mo Bosang)
The scorching sun is high above the world. The red light hit the ground like a rocket, and the ground caught fire, reflecting the flame of boiling oil. Transpiration, suffocation, coolness and strangeness almost make people's underlying cells and fibers burst because of trembling. (Rou Shi)
4. Under the bodhi tree, it is cool and quiet; When flies and bees fly to the shade of trees, their songs seem to become particularly gentle; Oil-green grass, without any gold, is fresh and lovely, and looks flat without any fluctuation; The slender stems stand upright and do not tremble, as if they have lost their dreams; There are countless small yellow flowers hanging on the short branches of the bodhi tree. They are motionless as if they were dead. With each breath, the fragrance permeates the heart, and the heart can easily absorb the fragrance. Far away, on the other side of the river, until the horizon, everything is brilliant; From time to time, a breeze passes by, wrinkling Ye Ping and strengthening the light; A bright mist enveloped the whole field. Birds are silent. In the hot noon, birds never sing. However, the hehe sound of the weaver girl is everywhere. Listening to the warm singing of life makes people sit quietly in the quiet shadow and feel extremely happy; It makes people sleepy, but it also tempts deep fantasy dreams. (Turgenev)
The afternoon sun was so strong that even the water in the rice fields was steamed to make a tiny noise. The leaves of the seedlings can stand the paper, lose their green luster and have no wind. People walk on the ridge of fields with seedlings on both sides, so hot and sweaty that it is inconvenient to breathe, and no one wants to come out. (Ai Wu)
6. The undulating loess rolls along the roadside like waves. The sun was buried in the loess, and it was red. However, the sun is still burning strangely, turning their flesh purple and black, and it seems that they can still smell a burning smell. (Zhang Tianyi)
7. The bitter and hot air seems to have stagnated; Hot face waited sadly for the wind, but it didn't come. The sun is shining in the dark blue sky; The shore opposite us is the Yan wheat field in Huang Chengcheng. In some places, absinthe grows, but there is not even an ear of wheat. (Turgenev)
2. What sentences describe "lunch break"? 1. Sleeping is an art, and not sleeping well is a waste. If you sleep well, you may even dream about the periodic table.
2. Even if you are unhappy, you should know that sleeping is a hobby that no one can take away. In August in the south, the sun is like fire.
At noon, the sun rolled up all the leaves. The wind on the house is blowing hard, and the rain closes the door curtain. I was awakened by a dream, but it was like a lunch break in the morning, but it was a rainy day that missed me. I sleep by the window in the afternoon. Song Zhu Shu needle "If the eyes are charming, the spring is soft" 6. It was just noon at that time, and the boiling hot air drove all the creatures to the hidden place. 7. Warm sunshine flooded the table from the glass window, and many tiny dust fluttered under the light. Winter afternoons are really quiet and lovely. 8. Buffalo has already hid in the pond, and its whole body is buried in the water, with only one head exposed to the water to breathe.
Words and poems describing the beauty of sleep' Because you are asleep, don't worry about your troubles for the time being. That sentence is like this: Walking on the land of dreams, how many flowers fall in dreams, I wish you good night Rainbow, good dreams, good dreams come true, spring dreams happen, Xia Meng is smart, and autumn and winter dreams are well hidden. This is called a time dream.
The poem of Sleeping Beauty goes like this: Ouyang Yi's sentence "Leaving home is a dream year". Liu Shenxu's words are like spring water, wandering around his hometown.
Xue Ying said, "Hua stayed in Vietnam and dreamed of returning to Qin Yue." . Duan said that lice suddenly and violently hindered dreams, and insects called louder and louder.
Duan Meng thinks in his dream, but cherishes the lamp in his words. Si Kongtu sentence Cool crane dream, Su Sangyi.
Zhao Wei said that when Matsushima Crane wrote back, Orange Island was full of dreams. Xiong jiao's sentence is tired of listening to birds singing. After waking up, when spring is over, he sweeps off the flowers.
Meng Bin talked about fairy birds, but he talked about his dream in the air. The Qing dynasty was not ashamed of itself. God knows I remember him, which made me meet him in a dream on earth.
Li Pin's words only took five words, which ended his life. ("North Dream") Every sentence of Li Yuan has three glasses of wine and a game of chess.
(Dream in the North). Li Jing said that there are 100,000 households in Chengdu, and nine Niu Yi Mao.
(See "North Dream") Juyuan Yang's sentence dreams of Yizhou with three knives and Liaocheng with one arrow. (See Chronicle below).
Zhao Lu's sentence dreams of the sun and the moon, and reminds me of the song of the Mid-Autumn Festival. (See Yuezhou County Records).
When Han Wo recalled sleep for three times, the dream of spring was all sleep. If it can't be displayed, the Hosta will hang the pillow.
TanYongzhi's sentence "Things are different, and dreams are brokenhearted and tired." . (Yi Monk) The trace of Wu Bin's sentence did not leave the egret, and the dream soul went to Zhegu Village first.
Linghu Chu sang and joined the army. Hu Feng has five twists and turns, and the fifth day of the Han Dynasty is brighter. Even if I dream of going home, I can still smell the traffic jam.
Ling Hu-chu's Zaqu and two songs of Sauvignon Blanc, Xing Jun Denglong and My Dream is in My Boudoir. Jade chopsticks fall in thousands of rows, and the silver bed is half empty.
Linghu Chu Zaqu, two pieces of Sauvignon Blanc, spring sleep, screen window fans. In the hazy dream, the wanderer is in western Liaoning.
* * * Miscellaneous songs 6. There is no figure in the boudoir candle, and Luo Ping has a dream soul. I'm tired of music recently, and I watch the military gate all day.
* * * miscellaneous songs, long-lived female clouds send rain to Kansai, and the wind spreads in the north autumn. Lonely lights make people dream, and cold pestle makes people homesick.
* * * Za Ge Da An Le (Upregulated Song) Tears are hard to exhaust, and jade sells well. Walking with the bright moon, dreams are far away.
The bottle began to run out last night, and now the urn is open. Love love love, come to the restaurant.
Zhang Wen's tears are endless, and jade sells well. If you go with the bright moon, don't dream of a distant soul.
Song answered a field visit to the mountains and returned to Ilo at night. Going to bed suddenly became a dream, just like in Songqiu Mountain.
In Jingzhou, Song returned to Mengze in Lingnan. In autumn, there are clouds in the sky. It will also be the feather of the heron and re-enter the partridge group.
Zhang said that he entered Cornus Mountain on the 9th and wrote five poems, of which 5,000 were in the mountain height. When you are drunk, you will meet the saints, and when you dream, you will find the immortals.
Shen Rujun's "in my heart forever" two geese are hard to send, but they are too worried to dream. May the lonely moon shine on Fu Bo camp.
Since its abandonment, Zheng Gugu has spent more than half a century in the elegant house of Xishu ... Four rhymes hang on every thought and smell the words, and the rainy night reaches the meditation bed. Haven't seen you again, the cinema Qiu Guang sparkles.
Lonely clouds will eventually break the contract, and thin officials will be hurt. Dream around the Changsong Pagoda, burning a wick in the distance.
Bin Xu spent the night in Jingshan, and his relatives and friends met with different situations, and occasionally stopped the boat. There are no restrictions, but there is nothing to talk about when we meet.
Always sitting in disbelief and dreams, feeling anxious and uneasy. It's easier to be famous than to be late. It's time to go.
Bin Xu Hannan, who is pregnant with friends, returned to the East in the west. Why did he meet him? Dreaming of Wu Yueshui, I hate the deep Hunan Han Zhong.
Cumulus clouds open the way, and snow peaks overlap. Who knows that when I am old, I pity your sudden appearance.
Cui Tu's title is Songyang hermit's dream for forty years, and his official career refers to a hill. No one has lived together for a long time, and cranes repair ghosts.
Grass mingled with fields, springs and streams of stone slurry. Even more disrespectful to the old genealogy, it is suspected that it is autumn on earth.
Wu Shan Temple in Cuitu looks like a whimper, which should hurt the spring of the old country. Jiangshan is not the old master, sex is the predecessor.
Dreamer, the spirit is still blessed by Chu people. I wonder where it will be in thousands of years.
In William's hometown, Cuitu Spring Festival Evening is full of flowers, but the dream of Jianglou is still incomplete. If you want to live half your life, it's hard to live forever.
Li Tejue is flawless, and acacia grass has orchids. I was disappointed in the spring of two years, unlike in Chang 'an.
Cui Tu's gathering friends in autumn night has accumulated a lot of merits, and the stars and the moon are frosty. I should be as withdrawn as I am, and I will be happy with you.
After the monk returns to the moon, poetry becomes a guest dream. More smell the crane police, clear dew and loose drops.
Cui rabbit gave a gift to the monk who was taking a break from food. He heard that Du Zhong is not Lent, so why should he care more? Few people go to the hospital quietly, and go to the top of the mountain from the grass.
There are no birds under the stage, and there are clouds buried on the stone road. In order to remember the old Zen, I also dreamed of a hundred cliffs.
Cui Tu lived in seclusion in spring, thinking of old events in the south of the Yangtze River. Dumen, is it a solution? Dreams never leave the spring stone, which Lin Wei called seclusion.
Gradually get familiar with the floating world and recall the old mountain spring. The water and wind in the south are warm, so white apples should be born.
Cui Tu stayed at the top of Lushan Mountain, left Duan Lin and saw Qianfeng. If you are idle for a long time, it should be difficult to arrive temporarily.
Despite the burial of the old, the window of the monk is cold. I felt unwilling, so I dreamed of Chang 'an.